Slowly, almost with caution, Huey rotated his head back and forth around his classroom. To say he hadn't felt a tad confounded would have been a lie…then again; it was also a lie to say that it was just a 'tad.'

His russet eyes took in and observed as to how his male classmates were 'wild'; roaring, whistling (the classes' airhead was even about to stand on his desk until he fell) at the top of their lungs.

'WHAT'S YOUR NAME!' the airhead of the class hadn't caught it from before.

'WHERE'D YA COME FROM!'

'CAN KALI SIT HERE? HUH, MS. GOODVIBES, HUH?'

'I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY LIKE YOUR HAIR!'

'What the hell?' Huey raised an eyebrow; having to question that one. Because truthfully, in the puny revolutionary's point of view; Kali Brown hadn't looked all that much different from he and Jazmine.

Her skin; light 'caramel.' Eyes; eh, just a little darker than his own brown orbs. And, her hair? Huey acknowledged how like Jazmine's; all Kali's dark, thick, woolly hair had somehow been pulled back into one miraculous ponytail.

To just put it in straight, blunt words; Kali looked no different from Huey or Jazmine.

'Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…'

For a second time, Huey stared around the classroom again. The girls, with the exception of Jazmine, sat pouting; arms crossed. Now both dark eyebrows of Huey's had risen.

'Odd…'

"Odd…" Ms. Goodvibes awkwardly whispered beneath her own breath, like her most troublesome student; ocean colored eyes searched around the class.

Astounded how Jeffrey and Joseph; two of the bestest-best-friends had actually been fighting for Kali to sit by one of them! They were like a package deal for heavens sakes!

"This usually happens when I'm transferred to a new school." Kali uttered in the utmost of causalities. "No big deal…"

The frizzy haired teacher flexed her brow about;

"E-eh?"

"MS. GOODVIBES, MS. GOODVIBES!"

"Ah, yes, Jazmine?" Tearing her gaze away from Kali, Ms. Goodvibes forced on a gawky smile.

"We have one last seat open here~!" Excitedly, Jazmine pointed to the left of her, which, had in fact, been an empty seat! Her excitement was a great contras to Huey's frowning face.

'Jazmine's trustable.' Ms. Goodvibes nodded to herself wisely. "Okay, Kaaallii~" the teacher reverted back to her playful façade, "I mean, Ms. Brown~ you'll be sitting in the row with Jazmine Dubois and Huey Freeman. They're the only other brotha n' sista with the hip, happenin' hair~"

Kali's face scrunched up, "Brotha n' sista with the hip, happenin' hair…?" she questioned that bit cautiously, "Do you mean our African-Beauty, lady?"

"Uh…?"

"This isn't the 70s." And with that; Kali made her way down to duo of afro-having-students. While Ms. Goodvibes remained by her chalkboard, astounded.

No student directly said that to her other than Huey on her very first day teaching.

"H-hey…" Joseph loosened his grip on Jeffery's hair.

And in return Jeffery released Joseph's neck from his chubby hands, "D-does Kali have a…"

"Seat now!"

Timothy-Leonard's eyes watered, his mouth gaped open.

It was too god-awful to be true, as they watched with their very own eyes how Kali angrily scooted up to her pinewood desk.

'AWWWWHHH!'

The disappointed wail of little boys chorused through the halls of Edgar J. Hoover Elementary.

"Sh! Sh! Shhh!" Out of fear the other teachers would look outside and stop their teaching, Ms. Goodvibes waved her index finger against her wrinkly lips. "Class! Settle down!"

"B-but! Ms. Goodviiibbbes! I'm just SO angry!"

She ignored that over-dramatic remark, "Okay, so now~! Since this is all settled, how about we go on with-"

Jazmine actually didn't listen to Ms. Goodvibes speak at the blackboard, her curiosity entirely focused on the new girl. Not curious in the 'bad-way' like the other boys had been, but, in her little special 'Jazmine-Dubois-brand-of-curiosity.'

"Hi!" The little biracial girl gently, yet joyfully whispered; Kali hadn't spared her a glance. "My name's Jazmine! I-it's nice to see someone with-" suddenly, Jazmine paused momentarily. A lightly blush dusting upon her cheeks as she stared at Kali's ever-large 'afro-puff.' Jazmine's, *although she absolutely hated to admit it* had been bigger, but…

"Ms. Dubois!"

'Am I in trouble?' Jazmine blinked her eyes, lips puckering in nervously. How dare she? Speak during class! Surely, there would be consequences for this!

"Didn't you want to be the first to read your paper~?"

'Oh!' now, her emerald orbs lit; free of whatever silly guilt she felt. "I did!" and putting on a small toothy smile, Jazmine quickly grasped her report; dashing to the front of the class.

This left Huey and Kali alone together, with, a great space in between.

. . .

"T-the secret…" Nervously, the little girl fumbled with her notebook paper.

Yawn.

'Bor~ing.'

Somehow very settled down, the children stared at Jazmine with high disinterest. Was Huey listening to her? In slight fright, Jazmine looked to her 'friend' who, in return, looked back to her with his default angry expression.

Was that a nod he gave? Jazmine's confidence suddenly restored.

She smiled brightly, flashing her 'thesis' paper for all to see, "The Secret Life of Ponies!" The ten year old girl had used just so much emphasis on 'ponies' that it had been amazing.

"We all know that ponies frah-frah…" Jazmine stuttered over one of her written words, "FROLIC. Frolic~ over pastures, and fields, and they nibble on flowers and oats!"

'Get to the point!'

Jazmine stopped reading again, her head raised as she stared to the boy who said that to her, ever so hurt.

. . .

'I wish these others would be quiet.'

Huey sighed and bowed his head; the more they commented or made a remark to Jazmine; the longer this would take, and, surely nothing would get done. However, he heard her get back to reading her paper; albeit shaky and nervous again.

'Dare I look?'

"Pst. Pst..."

Huey's eyes narrowed, boredly glancing to the left of him. Oh, the new girl. "Yes?"

"Are you the Huey Freeman?" Kali whispered; high emphasis on 'the.'

Uttering something beneath his breath, he fully assumed this would be relating to a kickball game or a rumor of him being the 'scariest-kid-in-class.' What Huey didn't suspect was for Kali to head off and add,

"Founder of twenty-three radical leftist organizations, not only, but including the Black Revolutionary Organization, B.R.O., Africans Fighting Racism and Oppression, A.F.R.O., and, the Black Radical Underground Heroes; B.R.U.H.?"

This had been when things had gotten odd, Huey bizarrely looked around the class for no particular reason before looking back to Kali. Had she been for real?

"Yes. But, not anymore." He tried to let his rising skeptics and paranoia drop, "I'm retired." Momentarily silence, it didn't last for long. "And how just do you know about all them?" he raised an eyebrow.

"And how are you founder of them?" Kali remarked back, "I mean, we're just ten."

Huey stared at Kali long and hard grudgingly before, he, himself opened his mouth;

"Eh. Good point."

"…s'shame though."

He watched as she shut her eyes; "We need more like you, around, Huey Freeman. I myself found a few organizations."

'Oh…kay…'

"Such as, 'Revolutionary Association of the Women,' R.A.W, for short. And there's also-"

Despite feeling a tad disturbed at their similarities, Huey forced himself to listen on.

. . .

"And that is why…" Proud of herself, Jazmine finished her paper off, "Ponies are the most magical creatures around!"

Students were sleep, students were drawing, students just weren't listening.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

"I am just so DOWN with your paper, Ms. Dubois! You need a gold star!"

Jazmine put on a queasy smile for Ms. Goodvibes, pretty honored that her favorite teacher had thought that, but-

'Is Huey listening?'

Her eyes zoomed to the row where she, Huey, and Kali sat together.

Gasp!

Kali had scooted her way within Jazmine's seat, engaging in social conversation with Huey?

Had Huey even listened to her report?

Pouting, with a odd feeling of frustration and confusion; Jazmine unintentionally locked her eyesight upon her best friend and the new girl who had hardly even said a word to her!

Ms. Goodvibes hadn't noticed a thing. "Okay, so, which one of ya'll is next~? C'mon homeskillets~!"

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Oh my god, I wrote and FINISHED a second chapter! Yaaaaayyy.

Nothing much to say other than thank you for the six reviews! That's a lot for just a short 'introduction,' because, I'm pretty sure this chapter is much longer, and, I hope it's equally amusing/better. Now, I'll probably go back and change some things on both this chapter and the first a little later…or a week from now. .w. Ya'll know how that go, y/y? Maybe, just maaybbbee if I find a 'good' way to incorporate it; The White Shadow from 'The Real' will come into mention. Ah goddamn you Kali, making Huey come to firm skeptics.